I wait.
I wait for the delicious food,
being cooked in the other room,
standing by til it is done,
and distracting myself with some fun.

I wait.
I wait for the rain to come,
patiently drifting in front of the Sun,
bringing water to the plants below,
and helping the rivers to flow.

I wait.
I wait for my undeserved victory,
though it yells into my face with such clarity,
that I have done nothing for it to be mine,
just sitting idly and passing my time.

I wait.
I wait for the torment...